60: Chapter 60 The Saints' Return to Their Positions and Their Ambition to Attack the Divine Fire
The torrent of Power Of Faith, gathered from billions of believers, was no longer a mere trickling stream. It had transformed into a tangible, golden ocean, pouring directly into the depths of Su Chen's divine soul.
Each spray of foam was the most devout prayer of a single believer.
Every inch of its surging waves contained the ecstatic joy and gratitude of evolution.
Within this seething golden sea, a consciousness distinct from all others, like a peerlessly sharp silver spear, pierced through the layers of faith barriers, striking with absolute precision into the core.
This consciousness was pure, sharp, carrying the vastness of the sky and the coldness of metal, brimming with absolute loyalty and a will for self-sacrifice.
[Ding...]
A profound, resonant tone—neither metallic nor jade-like—exploded directly within the deepest reaches of Su Chen's consciousness sea.
[Detecting qualitative change in the faith of believer 'Andra'. Breaking through the boundary of a fanatic...]
[Congratulations, Overlord. You have obtained your fifth Saint: Lord of the Silverwings, Andra!]
Boom!
As the system notification ended, that silver consciousness was no longer just a simple signal.
A silver bridge, spanning endless space and constructed from the purest faith runes and soul power, was completed with a resounding crash. One end connected to the silver-winged commander kneeling on one knee high in the sky, a thousand meters above.
The other end was directly imprinted upon the very source of Su Chen's divine soul.
Su Chen stood atop the thousand-meter-high spire of the Iron Hive. The fierce gales at this altitude whipped his black robes, yet could not shake him in the slightest.
He slowly closed his eyes.
The entire world instantly changed within his perception.
Deep within his consciousness sea, above the golden ocean formed by the convergence of Power Of Faith, five dazzling points of light shone like eternal stars, each radiating its own unique brilliance.
Those were the crowns of the Saints, and also the authority of the Overlord.
Su Chen's consciousness gently touched the first star.
It was a vortex of deep purple nebulae, churning with endless psionic energy storms, filled with a savage, primal, yet precisely deadly will for slaughter.
[Queen of Blades Sarah].
The sharpest blade of the Zerg Swarm, the ultimate embodiment of psionic and physical combat. She was the weapon in Su Chen's hand, sharp enough to tear through the defenses of any deity.
His consciousness flowed, touching the second star.
Deep green halos rippled out like water waves. A heavy, ancient, indestructible aura of life washed over him, as if he could smell the earthy fragrance of primeval forests and sense the rhythm of spreading plant roots.
[Abyssal mother tree Rott].
The most solid bastion defender of the Zerg Swarm, an absolute defensive barrier that would never fall wherever the creep spread.
The third star shimmered with the azure light of reason and calm.
There was noviolent energy, only endless streams of data rushing within. Each flicker represented the completion of billions of war simulations. It was the light of wisdom, the calm of orchestrating the grand scheme.
[Overlord Cerebrate Zaz].
The super-brain of the Zerg Swarm, the extension of Su Chen's will, the central core ensuring the precise operation of this terrifying war machine.
The fourth star was a mass of crimson thunderclouds.
violent destruction lightning raged within. Every pulse felt like a colossal war beast, reaching for the sky and earth, roaring with annihilation. It was pure power, the ultimate siege weapon for razing cities and strongholds.
[Abyssal Thunder Beast - Titan].
The heavy assault specialist of the Zerg Swarm, a moving cataclysm that tramples all fortresses and citadels.
Finally, Su Chen's consciousness rested upon the newly lit, fresh star.
Its silverSharpness was peerlessly sharp, seeming capable of piercing the soul. It was notviolent like Sarah's, norHeavy like Titan's, yet it carried an extreme penetrative power and a sense of distance.
It was the hegemony of the skies, the synonym for precision strikes.
[Silverwing Archer Andra].
The sky overlord of the Zerg Swarm, the firepower monarch who streaks across the firmament to terminate all distant targets.
Five Saints.
Five source stars shining brilliantly within the consciousness sea.
Sarah's assassination and assault.
Rott's fortification and defense.
Titan's siege and overwhelming force.
Andra's air dominance and long-range sniping.
And, Zaz's coordination and strategy.
Sea, land, air, space.
Melee, ranged, magic, defense.
A flawless, three-dimensional war system with no weaknesses or blind spots.
At this moment.
Was completely formed!
"Hah..."
Su Chen slowly opened his eyes.
The instant his eyes opened, deep within his pupils, it was as if billions of Zerg were roaring silently, with endless starry rivers undergoing cycles of birth and destruction within. An indescribable majesty emanated from him, causing the howling gales around him to still.
He lowered his head, gazing down upon his domain.
As far as his sight reached was the boundless, ever-expanding creep, like a carpet of ink-green.
Looking up, the sky was blotted out by Mutalisks and Silverwing Zerg Cavalry, each beat of their wings stirring metallic storms.
In the distance, Thunder Beast herds moved slowly like mountains, each footfall causing the earth to groan dully.
And in every corner of the creep—on the surface, underground, deep within mines—hundreds of thousands of fanatical believers who had just completed their life transitions were offering their all to him in the most devout postures.
Power.
Troop types.
Faith.
Everything had reached the current apex.
An unprecedented sense of fulfillment and control filled Su Chen's heart.
Yet, the stronger this power became, the more clearly he could feel the intangible "ceiling" above him.
It was the crystal sphere of the divine realm, the boundary of this "starter zone."
"The pond for demigods is too shallow."
Su Chen's voice was soft, yet carried an indisputable finality.
The water here could no longer nurture this leviathan on the verge of transforming into a dragon.
He raised his head.
His gaze seemed to penetrate the obstruction of the divine kingdom's spire, pierce through the crystal sphere of the divine realm, and cast itself toward that vaster, colder, and more dangerous endless void.
His divine perception allowed him to faintly "see" the sights there.
There, true deities sat upon golden god thrones, overlooking billions of planes.
There, vast pantheons, bound by bloodlines and covenants, controlled multiple crystal sphere worlds.
There, ancient Titans, existing since the birth of the universe, fed upon stars.
Even further, chaotic demons extended their claws from the bottomless Abyss, intent on corrupting and devouring everything.
Each one was a terrifying existence capable of condemning the current Zerg Swarm to eternal damnation.
But there was no fear in Su Chen's eyes.
Only cold calculation, and a towering battle intent about to ignite.
"Resources are abundant. The army is strong and well-equipped."
The corner of his mouth lifted in a cold arc.
"Next, it's time to accumulate the final strength."
"Ignite the divine spark."
"Ascend the divine kingdom."
He spread open his palm, as if to lift the vast Zerg Swarm domain beneath his feet onto his palm.
"Let the shadow of the Zerg Swarm..."
"...go and teach those aloof gods, who have long forgotten reverence, a proper lesson!"